Shorts stories & Creepypastas

Smile Guy

(112 is the european 911)

-112, ambulance and fire department, hello.

---(whisper) Please... please help me...

-Hello madam, can you describe your emergency to us?

---He's at my gate. My god, he's at my gate...

-Madam, pull yourself together, what's happening? Who's at your gate?

---I don't know what he wants... please... he surely wants to harm me...

-Madam, calm down. I need explanations to be able to send you help.

---I was woken up by a sound. A sound of scraping metal.

-Scraping metal?

---I... I thought it was the neighbor's dog scratching at my gate, so I went to see from my window but...

-What's your name, madam?

---Cindy... Cindy...

(a thud. Nails on glass)

---Aaah! He's at my window! At my window!

-Madam? What was that? What are those noises? Madam?

---He's at my window! Please help me!

-Madam, you need to tell me where you are and who wants to harm you.

---Tuileries street... I don't know... I don't know what it is. Please...

-I'm sending help, madam, stay with me.

---His face... when I saw it... my god, stop that noise... he's going to harm me...

-Madam, try to keep calm.

---His body is normal. His neck... his neck is very long...

-Very long you say?

---Very long... really long... my god... his eyes... they're empty...

-madam?

---His head... it's perfectly round... he's bald. His mouth... my god, his mouth...

-Help is on the way, madam. Are you hiding?

---It's no use. He'll find me. He's here for me. His mouth... his mouth spans the width of his head...

(it's tapping against the glass)

-Madam? Where are you now?

---The wall... against the wall... I see him. His immense mouth... he's smiling... please let me go...

(glass shattering)

---AAAAAAAAAAH

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Breaking news. The body of Cindy Hoops has been found at her home. No fingerprints were found, but a window appears to have been broken. The young woman was reportedly decapitated. Her head has not yet been found.